#pridefueled

he hasn’t been able to sit still. anxiety manifests in the form of incessant pacing when he’s standing, incessant knee-bouncing when he’s sitting. although Galo usually did his best to stay positive, it was difficult to focus on the good when everything was wrong. he shouldn’t be in wherever-the-hell he was! he needed to be at home, continuing to help the world rebuild and recover. would everyone think he disappeared? the thought scares him. brow furrowed, he worriedly chews his lip and keeps walking, clutching the little ribbon wand he was given like it was a lifeline.

he considers heading back to the lodging he was assigned, but decides against it. no use moping around; nothing good would come from sitting inside. he needed to explore and ask people questions. as he turns to head towards what he thinks is a park, Galo catches sight of someone in the distance. light hair, small frame, dark clothes… was that…?

“Lio?” his name falls from his lips softly. recognition melts into surprise, surprise transforms into happiness. a childlike glee overtakes him, a grin plastered on his face as he waves his arms above his head, any sign of his previous bad mood gone. the multi-colored ribbon wand flutters in the air, a mockery of his precious matoi, but symbolic nonetheless. it was really him, right? it had to be! “Hey! Lio! Over here! It’s me--!” as his excitement grows, so does the warmth in his chest...and in his hand. 

huh?!

a quick glance up confirms it. his ribbon wand is on fire. real, bonafide fire, red and--

are ya winnin xiv players??? are ya winnin??? maybe one day i’ll go here. maybe. 

warrior of light (red mage) will be reserved for you until august 19th!

no problem at all, we’ll be sad to see her go! 

karen araragi will be dropped for you!

THE PROPHECY HAS BEEN FULFILLED

the city is open to you, lio fotia. welcome to terra.

you will be housed in celestia apartments C2, where you will find a super-cool tiny hot wheels motorcycle. be careful what you wish for?

you have been granted blaze’s spell fire ball to make use of at your discretion. please don’t do arson.

Therion wasn’t much of a fan of the cold. The harsh sunlight of the Cliftlands was more his style...but it couldn’t be helped. He was stuck in Koi, where it was winter and there was snow on the ground. He didn’t much care to be cooped up inside, and he didn’t feel like visiting the tavern.

Off in the distance, he could see the familiar glow of a fire...in what appeared to be an otherwise empty garbage can. Well, it would help keep the chill away, at least. He went toward it, feeling the warmth the closer he got. He stood as close to it as he comfortably could - he didn’t like the idea of his poncho catching fire.